New year, new thread! Lets try to make this one longer then last year.

Starting off here's a segment of a 6 hour winter solstice set I played. It's a touch on the dubby / minimal techno / idm side. I promise my next submission will be more banging party tunes like you expect from me.

recorded at the abandoned weaponlabs facility, six months after 'the event'... all degradation in sound quality is due to EMP-damaged hard drives - please adjust bass manually.for captain fauxhammer, admiral j. tacolexa and the ghosts of whitechapel.

@texture. perfect for tonight and me brainstorming! Wooo.I have been working on a EBM mix that is very warlockhause. I need to finish moving and get my gear set up. Curse you uni, curse you 3 degree weather outside!

This mix is a story without words, of several possible forms. An example of a possible form is that a boy from the West just out of college travels to India after breaking up with his boyfriend. He meets a new lover in India, and after some traveling, they are given bad drugs by a singing man and both overdose at an abandoned temple. The boy survives and is back in the West and must adjust to life, but he cannot. He must assure his former friends that he is ok, and although he has resolved to make the best of the new life, he steals money to go to India again. In India something unremembered happens and he commits suicide, but fails. This time when he fails he wakes up immediately back in the West, but maybe that is just an additional problem of memory. He does not resolve to not commit suicide again, but only to live for now. (It has become true that the first time he died was also a suicide attempt, though he did not remember it that way). He is forty now and successful, but he is still obsessed with visions of India, which confuses his understanding of which place he is in. One day he is walking down a street in his home city and it becomes a forest, and then it becomes a strange scene where brown people are dancing very loudly and he finally becomes dead because of a moment of musical realism. Meanwhile, it is 1927 in Bengal, and the sweets man has arrived at the courtyard full of children.